Wistful Wednesday

[image source: Nemesis (Youtube) ] A story ~ La Rose de Versailles My dad, he usually doesn't cry a lot and when he has cried, I was never there to see it in person. All of my male friends, I have never seen them cry before and when they do cry, they never show other friends in our group. I think, if there's a slight social privilege that I've been given as a female, it's the ability to cry and to not be shut down while I'm doing it. When I cry in front of my friends or my family, of varying genders, I would get shouted at sometimes, but not every single time. Sometimes, I would even be called weak, but I know that men get scolded much more than I do for this. For instance, yesterday, as a person who's never watched Demon Slayer (or anime), I watched the movie (Mugen Train). In the end, the main protagonist breaks down because of the death of a big character in the series. I'm not going to lie, I felt apprehension in myself when I was seeing a guy cry for ...

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[image source: Epik High (Youtube) ] A story ~ People Scare Me "Sometimes to get to God, first you gotta meet the devil."     --"People Scare Me" lyrics from Epik High My life is beautiful. I don't have the most money or the most friends.  I don't have the best social skills or a perfect past.  I don't have the mind of an oracle or the prophecy of a disciple. I don't have a partner, I don't have followers and I don’t have a title. I have loneliness perching on my shoulder while striking these keystrokes in my room. I get high off the musk of  slippery air whispering tunes of nooks filled with fireflies and willows yet to bloom. I have this album  of a life I wish I never had, but am afraid to lose. Where the most important memories are absent of their evidence except when I recall them. By sleeping peacefully in this room, i never shared my point of view. How can I be hurt if I don’t give the evil anything to hurt me with? I know. I am sensitive,...

[image source: Yun Ddan Ddan (Youtube) ] A story ~ In the end... {Broken Pieces | part 2} "You don't really know when a moment will be special until it happens. That's the tricky part." Gradually, often ungracefully, I've been healing. I'd be lying if the memories that happened weren't painful to look upon. I still find moments here and there where I would cry because of them, but now I realize that such pain is temporary. Children, of any species, are really some of the most vulnerable creatures. We humans like to look back and think about 'childhood' as something sacredly innocent. However, because life is unpredictable and natural selection is crude, children become some of the most damaged citizens you'll ever meet. Thus, saying "the grass is greener on the other side" to a child might hold a heavier connotation for the child than they realize. As I've grown up though, I realized that some people aren't able to start over ...

[image source: What's wrong with secretary Kim OST ] A story ~  The Truth  {Broken Pieces | part 1} "In the end...it was alright." Have you ever had moments where you thought to yourself.."Why did I say those things?" "Why did I write those things?" Or you might've even thought, "Why didn't I do anything?" Those moments must be hard, huh? It is a seed planted into the crux of your heart; the  self-resentment infesting within  you. It is a stream of hot, piercing tears during a walk you decided to take. It is a sleepless night turned into a hair-dishevelled morning. It is what the laymen call, regret. To live one's life until now, feeling like you wish you could've done things differently, but not being able to have a time machine to fix it is not something that one should keep to oneself. Although that is easier said than done. It is hard to realize while we are scattered across a plethora of complicated itineraries that the s...